Wow, i havent written on here in months. I do appologize, the excitement of living on my own, moving twice in three months while being here, working and all has made me forget to post. But now i am all settled and unpacked, well for the most part, and have more time to write.
A lot has happened, ive met some wonderful people, lost many people, and today i found out that someone who changed my life is truly gone forever.
Many people have stopped talking to me in New Jersey, that was expected, but having the one person who called me their best friend completely write me off was not on the list of expectations. Thats okay, ive come to terms with that. Actually noone from New Jersey talks to me, but thats okay because I now know who is and isn’t a real friend. I wont be fooled anymore.
Ive grown and changed a lot, i have an amazing boyfriend who has helped me through so much, and has changed me for the better. He has helped me see who I really am and the happiness I have been pushing down for the longest time.
Welll, on to other things, the main title of this post, the reason for starting to write again. Vanessa Tomlin was struck by a drunk drive late Saturday night in New Jersey and was pronounced dead upon arrival at the hospital. I knew Vanessa from high school, we first met at St.Joes and we both transfered to Winslow around the same time. Although she was older than me, she was in a few of my classes because the St.Joe and Winslow curriculum didnt match up very well. I was glad she was in my classes because it made transitioning to winslow so much easier since i didnt necessarily leave there in 6th grade on the best terms. I had a friend at least for 45 mins a day. Vanessa was such a sweet and loving person, accepting of everyone and had friends in every “clique” but was never a clique person. She was beautiful, friendly, and made things easier for me that year. I never got to thank her or even let her know she impacted me that much that year. I wish I had, but that chance is gone now. Tomorrow they will lower her to rest and I wish I could be there, but being 800 miles away makes that hard. As i write this i hope my prayers reach her. God took you too early and its tragic. You impacted so many people, changed many people, and are STILL bringing people together even in death. RIP beautiful Vanessa.
I will start writting more, its what I need to do, even if noone reads it.